Female domination / femdom Stories

The next day, my father was gone for the night, visiting his brothers a few hours away. I actually made plans with my friends that night—mainly to avoid my mother, who had been on me for days now about doing my chores, but no matter how many chores I completed, there always seemed to be more tacked on for me to do. It was late afternoon, and I was getting ready to leave to meet up at Jessica’s house. I had makeup on, my h...